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  1. ValentineDavis21
    For a moment all Dionysia could do was stare. Could he really be standing before her, the Prophet? Her memory flashed back to the surreal moment where she’d stood before him at the altar, the entire congregation, the buzzing sensation she’d felt whenever he touched her. “Dionysia?” her father called. “Who is it?” She glanced over her shoulder at him, uncertain of what to do. Helpless. Phillip craned his neck and scowled at her when he saw who it was. “Well don’t just stand there like a
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    Thank you so much for your input. It's really helpful. So far A Different World has been my own personal favorite project to work on and it's the one that's got the least attention on here so any help is appreciated. As far as your 'dream' comment a few chapters back there is a movie that heavily plays on the concept of dreams becoming nightmares called Vanilla Sky? Perhaps you've seen it. It's one of my favorites. It's not for everyone and calls for multiple viewings for it to make sense but I do recommend it.
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    Every inch of Skold’s body ached. He and the remnants of his group had been trudging through Swineshead Wood for hours. Soon, he sensed, it would be morning. He pushed aside a long gnarled branch and there, just yards away, was the stream they’d passed on the way to the orc camp. Most of it was frozen in places but there were still spots free from the ice. He knelt down in the snow and dipped his hands into the freezing water. His hands were instantly numbed but he didn’t care; his throat w
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    It was difficult for Maeglin to walk: His legs were full of pins and needles and it was hard to balance himself with his arms being pinned behind his back. He winced, hating the smell of his own waste, the feeling of it brushing up against his skin. The orcs were laughing and he imagined it was at the expense of his humiliation. Once in the center of the camp they were surrounded by orcs. A massive hand shoved Maeglin roughly to the ground. He fell over with a grunt and tried to catch his b
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    Everyone inside the church froze, eyes agleam with anticipation. Even the children had gone quiet. It was almost unnatural, this silence. Dionysia’s heart fought to burst its way out of her chest. Here it was, the moment when she would finally get to see the Prophet in the flesh. And why not? It was the least God could do for them after all the pain and heartache her father and she had gone through. The knight was staring at something no one else could see. His face betrayed emotion. Then a
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    Skold stood in the middle of the court yard breathing in the smell of smoke and dead bodies. Everywhere he looked dead eyes looked up at the sky; some mouths hung open in permanent screams of terror while others were closed in grim contemplation. Many (usually those who had never been in the midst of a battle) believed people died with their eyes open but more often than not this was not the case. There was one corpse he found himself staring at in particular. General Cevna seemed to stare
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    A shiver ran up Skold’s spine. It was impossible to tell if it was from the cold or excitement…or a mixture of the two. The opposing force drawing ever closer, though made of tens of thousands of bodies, moved like a single organism. The blast of horns cut in and out, carried by the wind, occasionally deafened by ominous cracks of thunder. The sky was so dark with heavy clouds it was impossible to see the moon. Sleet fell relentlessly from the sky. In the courtyard, General Cevna strolled ba
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    Dionysia shivered, wrapping the nest of blankets around herself. Despite her attempts at staying warm, nothing seemed to stave off the cold. She looked down at her lap, at her filthy dress. Even in the low light coming from the candle she could see the smudges on her gown. She looked up at her father: He was sitting at his desk again, head bent towards the fluttering candle flame. She could hear the scratch of his quil, the crash of the waves, Atticus’s wordless shouts as he ordered his men
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    The being underneath had mostly human features. Everything about her had the appearance of being young: her nose was petite with a slight, mischievous upturn, and her lips were soft and narrow. Her eyes scanned them, glowing a lustrous yellow, the pupils thin, long slits like the eyes of a feline. Her body was slim and curvy in places. This newcomer who had stepped into the fray and saved their lives had the body and appearance of a seductress. Skold, however, sensed this was simply the work of
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    The stone doors opened and Skold entered the audience chamber. The walls of the chamber were high, thick and made of stone; torches, held in place by brackets grafted into the wall, cast dancing light. Three pulpits stood on a small uprise in the center of the chamber; Maeglin stood at one of the pulpits, General Gendimoth Cevna at another. An elven scribe stood in the corner of the room, scribbling notes down on a scroll of parchment with a quill. On a platform at the front of the chamber,
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    Dionysia Martell could feel the eyes of the three sailors at her back; their gaze slid over her like something slippery and wet, like snails perhaps. She could hear their low, murmuring voices, their ill-concealed snickers. It didn’t matter that Dionysia was coltish in every possible: broad faced, broad shouldered, big shapeless bosom, bow-legged, or that she’d cut her hair so it only came down to her neck because the lice infestation aboard the ship was horrible. She was the only female aboard
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    In the distance Pen’thorpe Keep stood next to a cliff, at the top of a small mountain. At the sight of it Maeglin Ara’jrye let out a sigh of relief. It had been a month of tense travel, of expecting a fight to erupt at any moment. Just another day-and-a-half, he thought, and we’ll be behind the safety of the walls. Behind him the three wagons came to a stop. They were in the middle of the flatlands; Maeglin, King Yaldon’s three councilors, and the fifty soldiers tasked with making sure they
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    Commander Skold Gil’eppsie saw the smoke long before they reached the hill. It rose into the sky like an uncoiling black demon pressed up against a bleak grey sky from which snow fell steadily. Another city laid to cinder and ruin by Paladin’s ruthless army no doubt. Skold had led his own dwindling army through a dozen ruined villages within the last three months. With a cluck of his tongue his mare, Selene, came to a stop, her tail swishing lazily from side to side, her sides heaving. Skol
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    Set in a mirror version of the 14th century, Paladin's plague has turned the world into a wasteland. With time running out and a war brewing, Commander Gil'eppsie races for Pen’thorpe Keep; mysterious dark forces are at work, and Catholicism is on the rise.
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    I'm writing this has an episodic type deal. I will be starting episode 2 soon. Right now there is another project that I want to work on.
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    I will be writing part 2 soon so you will just have to find out.
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    The research station was anchored into the side of a massive mountain, pipes latching onto the rock like the appendages of a parasite digging into its host. Made of steel and glass, the design was very impressive in Danni's opinion; especially since it had been built by the equivalent of backyard hicks. Of course he wouldn't have said this to Duke for fear of hurting his feelings. Danni counted four rows of windows. He could only assume that there were four floors. Still, the research stati
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    The tequila burned Diana's throat as it went down. She slammed the shot glass down on her office desk and poured herself another round. Her eyes stung with tears. Inside she felt wretched and the tequila wasn't helping as she thought it would - and still she kept drinking. She had never been much of a drinker. She had witnessed first hand what liquor could do to one's mind and body. Then there was the fact that liquor didn't taste very good. She had always thought it funny that people l
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    I am going through the editing process. I took out the part where he has telekinetic abilities. I figured it would be better to have more limited abilities as to create more conflict.
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    Natalia leaned back in her chair. Diana had just sent her an email requesting for more tests to be run on Danni. Tests, tests, and more tests. She heaved out a sigh and set her forehead in the palm of her hands. For two days she'd kept him contained in a single room and for those two days he hadn't fought her or made any attempt to resist. He spoke little, only nodding or shaking his head, saying yes or no. She couldn't help but feel guilty. It was as if all the fight in him was gone. H
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    Danni stood in the middle of the street with the razor still in his hand. He was too lost within himself to know about the danger coming up behind him. Blood dripped off the blade of his razor. It was all over his face, all over his clothes. He could smell it and taste it. It was funny how he thought of it as his razor now. Victors deserve a price, he thought. Isn't that how it goes in the real world? Something magnificent had just happened. A revelation had been made. He understood what hi
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    Danni was standing on a planet that was not cold and barren like Planet Redemption; yet somehow he knew that it was the same planet. The planet was lush with gigantic trees. Birds squawked, lizard-like creatures scrabbled on the tops of slick rocks. He smell moss and something that might have been honeysuckle. Before him there were mountains almost placed side by side. Just before the mountains there was a great temple made of gold. It almost looked Mayan in nature. To reach it you had
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    It was in the mid hours of the morning when Cecilia Ruiz stepped through the front door. Her shoulders and back ached. This was the third double shift at the process plant that she'd worked this week. She turned on the light and wasn't surprised to find Duke curled up on the couch. He was rolled over on his side so that his back was facing her. He was so tall that his legs dangled over the arms of the couch. Cecilia couldn't remember the last time he'd slept in his room. Weeks, maybe even
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    It took Danni two days to come back from the dead. He couldn’t remember when he first opened his eyes. When he did it was like gazing directly into the glare of an eclipse. His eyes stung so bad that he thought they were boiling out of his skull. He wanted to shield his eyes, but he couldn’t lift his arms. All he could do was close them and drift back into the safety of sleep. The second time he woke up it was a little better but not by much. The sting wasn’t as bad and within a few
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    Living within the confines of the white space was like living in purgatory. No, it is purgatory. It was a dream in which he was neither asleep nor awake but somewhere in between. It was not supposed to be so. But it had been this way for the last century. It was a prison. But that was okay because he had been a prisoner all his life in one way or another. He was not supposed to be aware. But he was aware, and he was alive. He couldn’t move, and his heartbeat gave the faintest twitch of li
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